Rachel Caine
Rachel Caine
Rachel Caine is a pen name of Roxanne Longstreet Conrad, an American writer of science fiction, fantasy, mystery, suspense, and horror novels. She also publishes media tie-in novels as Julie Fortune...
NationalityAmerican
ProfessionWriter
Date of Birth27 April 1962
CountryUnited States of America
people might matter
In any group of people, no matter how hard-assed they might appear, there’s always a geek.
hate home hands
I suppose I’ll have to clean up Freddy’s brains; I hate to leave a mess for the home owners. Hand me that plastic bag; I need to put it over his head to keep him from leaking. Oh, relax, Freddy; I’ll tear an airhole for you.” - Mercer
baby sorry kissing
my boyfriend is a rock god baby (and not kiss-of-death(sorry))
mean heart littles
You know what I mean. And by the way, you should slow down.” I sighed. “You’re kidding me. This is coasting. This is little old lady speed.” “NASCAR drivers would have heart attacks. Slow down before we get a ticket.” “Chicken.
names stills morganville-vampires
What was your name again?" "Still Eve." "No, I'm sure it's something else. That doesn't seem right.
father hello said
Hello! Your dear father is unfortunately very dead," he called. "And you said my dispersal system would never work!
bullets idiot please
Now could you please ask these idiots to stop pointing their bullets at me? It's terribly wasteful.
home firsts ancient
Take her home. And-" "Say nothing- yes, yes, I heard you the first seven hundred times," Myrnin said, much too sharply. "I'm ancient. I'm not deaf.
home heart care
Home," he repeated. "Home is where the heart is. Why don't you leave yours here? I'll take very good care of it.
games play stalking
Don't play his game. Play yours.
hurt betrayal enemy
It's not your enemies who are likeliest to hurt you. It is, always, those you trust.
love-you eye expression
Seriously, Shane? Ditto? That's the best you can do?" Shane and Michael exchanged identical looks and shrugs. Guys. "Let me show you idiots how it's done," Eve said, and hugged Claire fiercely. She kissed her on the cheek. "I love you, CB. Please take care of yourself, okay?" "I love you, too," Claire said, and suddenly her throat felt tight and her eyes burned with tears. "I really do." Shane and Michael watched them with identical expressions of blank bemusement, and finally Shane said, "So basically, it's what I said. Ditto.
names orange hue
I had no name for that particular hue of orange, other than unfortunate.
beautiful shining bird
Promise me you’ll marry me. Not now. Someday. Because I need to know.” Claire felt a flutter inside, like a bird trying to fly, and a rush of heat that made her dizzy. And something else, something fragile as a soap bubble, and just as beautiful. Joy, in the middle of all this horror and heartbreak. “Yes,” she whispered back. “I promise.” And she kissed him, and kissed him, and kissed him, while the sun came up and bathed Morganville in one last, shining day.